Intro, Poem.

When Pooka Mama asked me to do a poem at the funeral, I couldn't do it

I said, better yet, he gon' live through my music

I put myself in solitude for years, ain't spoke to nobody but fear

Study nothing but words of my idols, keepin' my mind busy away from idols

I talk to dark matter about the life I want

Hike many miles in the mountains, travelin' dimensions of the unseen

I hit my two-step in Africa alongside the king

Watchin' him dance and point to the universe, knowin' it all belongs to him was the most

amazing thing

I was taken from kingdoms and sold in auctions, and now perform on stages, travelin' dimensions